A Good Day

Nightly Gathering Open Thread Post 151

Not mine. Her's. One of Morgan's possessions that I kept and use instead of my own is a hot air fryer. Mine worked fine, but was on the smaller side with absolutely no bells and whistles. Her's is much larger and can adjust temperature. She cooked with it a lot and so do I.

As I was washing it out in the sink, I was of course thinking about her and I said, “I hope you're having a good day up there today.” But I corrected myself and said “Of course you are. Every day is a good day up there.” But to keep myself from crying, which I know I am free to do but didn't want to, I kept repeating over and over fifteen or twenty times out loud. “They're all good days. They're all good days. They're all good days.” (Nobody home but me!)

There were quite a few unhappy days for her here on earth, just like all of us. I don't want her back as much as I can't wait to join her.

I don't know how much you've noticed how totally abnormal our world is now. I try to tune it all out and am pretty successful at doing so, but dang if it seems like we are now living in a science fiction movie.

I also thought today I'd share my avatar that I created in Teams last week for work. Apparently some companies don't give you the option to do this, and the first time I used it, my peers from another company were green with envy.

I can make it wave, think, and many other motions. Fun!

Christ arrives right on time to make this happen. He didn’t, and doesn’t, wait for us to get ready. He presented himself for this sacrificial death when we were far too weak and rebellious to do anything to get ourselves ready. And even if we hadn’t been so weak, we wouldn’t have known what to do anyway. We can understand someone dying for a person worth dying for, and we can understand how someone good and noble could inspire us to selfless sacrifice. But God put his love on the line for us by offering his Son in sacrificial death while we were of no use whatever to him.

Romans 5:6‭-‬8 MSG